Dinner at a friend’s. It seems as if there will be plenty of light; there is an overhead lamp that sends a pool of light onto the table and candles elsewhere. There is a sense of this moment slipping away, this group of friends will not be together again for a long time – as it happens they will never be together again. Some will lose touch, one will die tragically young. I take out my camera, take a few shots, but most are too dark – or too dark to make sense to anyone except me.